Hats...

I can't really say that I care for hats all that much. I don't dislike them, but I don't neccessarily think that I need to wear one ALL the time.

My dad, evidently, thinks a little differently. So, whenever he gets the chance, he'll throw one on my little noggin.

With the cold weather coming, I've been wearing a hooded jacket on my way to and from daycare and the other trips I've been making. Mom thinks I look cute in it....like I'm some kind of doll or something.
Dad made a newspaper hat a while back and he's had it on my head whenever I've been awake! Obviously, he doesn't know how to make a very good newspaper hat. But, he can make a darn good newspaper dunce-cap.

As for me, I'm pretty indifferent.